Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in CO’s Quarters - Dessert - Once in a Century (Presim)

Posted by Captain Orvos Legen (Commanding Officer) in CO’s Quarters - Dessert - Once in a Century (Presim)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Janna Kingston (Counsellor) in CO’s Quarters - Dessert - Once in a Century (Presim)
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Orvos had led her throughout the corridors to his quarters on deck 3. The doors swished open to reveal a remarkably well kept area. Being captain had it’s perks as his quarters had been divided up into three areas. The first area was his living and work room. There were two couches with end tables connecting the pair together in a right angle. The desk and computer were opposite the couches providing some ample room between comfort and work. There was a larger table at the feet of both couches. And near the table was a small compartment, much like a small refrigerator of sorts. The sleeping area held a large king size bed with the unique feature of a three person hottub nearby. And then there was a storage area where Orvos kept a decent slew of his old personal affects.

He ushered Janna inside and gestured to the couch. “You can take a seat if you wish. I can fetch our dessert.” he said with a sly grin as he turned to small fridge/freezer near his desk.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

“Sounds good,” she said, moving over to one of the couches and sat, crossing her legs at the knee as she sat at the side in the ‘corner’. The shift in position allowed a fair amount of bare leg to show, but then again, there were only so many ways to sit in a slim dress such as hers.

Janna took in her surroundings. She had been here before, but by happenstances, perhaps, they had spent the most time at her place, and frankly, they had been preoccupied and she hadn’t been overly focused on the quarters themselves. She did notice one thing though. “Not a fan of personal decor?” she said with a teasing smile. Yes, the slight change in the standard furniture said something about him, but those were practical features. There was nothing here that spoke about Orvos the person. Janna fully understood why, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t tease him a little.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Orvos had been rummaging in the cold storage while she spoke. He replied as he brought out to small cartons of different types of ice cream. “Can’t say I know too many people who would be interested in it. Just me in here most times. And, well…I know all the stories.” He pointed to his head with a smirk.

She chuckled. “That’s not the only reason to have decor.”

“So,” he continued. “It would seem you get to discover another of my vices. A closely guarded secret if you will.” He moved to the couch and set down a small pint size container of ice cream. “I have an absolute weakness for most ice cream.”

Janna grinned. “I’m not sure I would have guessed that, actually.”

He took a seat next to Janna and offered her a spoon. “That freezer there is stock full of different flavors. We can split this one here. Dark Chocolate Truffle. Or if you prefer your own, I can get you one.” He popped the lid off of the pint container and offered her a chance at the first bite.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

Taking the spoon, her green eyes were alight. “Oh, I’m happy to share with you, so long as you are.” With a delicate motion, Janna pulled the spoon along the top of the ice cream, causing a small section to curl. She put the spoon in her mouth and let her lips pull off just a small layer of the decadent ice cream, exaggerating that action by making it incredibly slow.

Orvos observed her, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

“Rich, decadent, deep. It’s very good,” she said. “I too enjoy ice cream, though I daresay your love of it probably is probably more than mine.”

It was at this point that he took his own curled spoonful and savored the taste. After a moment though, he gave a chuckle at her comment. “I’m not convinced. You really seemed to enjoy that first bite.” He smirked.

“Enjoyment doesn’t equal love,” she said with a gleam in her eye, but her emotions were currently not surface. It wasn’t so much that she was hiding them, but for the moment keeping everything rather intentionally and carefully controlled.

“That could depend on your definition of love. Though I’ll concede your point there.” He replied with a bit of a teasing tone.

‘What’s your favourite flavour?” Janna asked before taking another exaggerated taste as she gazed at him.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Orvos watched her make another exaggerated taste of the ice cream. He was finding it hard to tell if she genuinely enjoyed it that much or if she was playing on more physical sights.

Upon asking the question, he took another spoonful and answered. “Well, that’s quite the question. I can’t say I have a particular favorite. But I’m not your typical chocolate or vanilla, plain jane. I like genuine flavors. As in plural. With an ‘s’. The mixing and mashing of distinct flavors really makes a particular ice cream stand out. For instance, chocolate and peanut butter are stellar! But add in some varied textures of those flavors, and you’ve got a masterpiece. As for any one flavor, if it has chocolate, I’ll always give it a go. The darker the better, I say! What about you?”

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

Janna twirled her spoon in her fingers. “Oh, there is something lovely about a really high quality vanilla bean ice cream, but see, where you like your things mixed in as a feature, I love the variety of a sundae with whatever toppings I fancy that day. Roasted, salted nuts, a rich fudge sauce, a decadent caramel, maybe some crushed pineapple and toasted coconut if I’m in a tropical mood. Some see vanilla as boring, but it’s deeply complex and morphs into other things with the right combo.” And with taht declaration, she pulled her spoon over the ice cream again, popped the spoon in her mouth, and savoured the swirl she just created.

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Orvos took another bite. “Sure, it can certainly morph. But it needs to be combined with something in order to do so. And im just not a fan of one flavor. Much like people, I enjoy. I’ve yet to me a person who wasn’t complex.” He said as he considered his own words thoughtfully.

“This is true, but we are also not islands to ourselves. What we reveal about ourselves depends on those around us.” She enjoyed these little philosophical debates with him.

He then morphed the topic. “Any ideas of what you may want to in order to get a better understanding or grip of these newfound…abilities…of yours?” He asked curiously.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO

Janna focused on another bite of ice cream as she pondered the complicated question. “I think before I can hope to have control over them, I have to explore their current limits. Otherwise I’ll always be surprised, even if we assume a regular progression, which we can’t even be sure about.” Janna sighed and then smirked. “I have to try to intentionally use them. I think Ben might be helpful in that case, at least for helping monitor shifts and changes.”

~Janna Kingston, CNS

Orvos nodded thoughtfully as he savored a bite. “That makes sense to me. I would assume you’d want to do this in a private and controlled environment. What do you feel most comfortable with darling?” he asked, the nickname for her coming almost naturally. He hadn’t noticed the odd change. It was different, but felt good to say it, even if it was subconscious.

-Captain Orvos Legen, CO